Post by Glitch/Gyro on May 26, 2012 19:47:43 GMT -8
March 1 2025 12:25 am some where on the nemesis
Yet another night was being wasted by those who worked in this dark place. For one con though this did not matter. What did matter to her was the fact that she was not pleased with being stuck in some small room typing up some data that she could care less about she was a con of science not a typewriter . So why was she stuck doing this ? Because the other cons were not smart enough to do it she supposed. That was the only reason that she could think of anyhow. So she now leaned back from her workstation to rest her bicolor optics for a second. This was pointless in her mind. She should not be working for the very cons who took her away from her rightful home. She should hate them. But instead she was sort of thankful to them. Now she could serve in the war just like she wanted. Well this was not exactly what she wanted but still it was better then nothing. There was a draw back to this though. The con was stuck living with those who had taken her from her home and made her in to a monster. Enter her other half. The part of her that had started to form when she started to lose her sanity little by little. Gyro hated those around her and often got glitch in to trouble. The young con was used to it though. Just like she was used to working for her captors . Even if she hated then with every fiber of her being.
The con now turned back to her work staring at her data pad every now and again. For the moment she was not going to have to waste her time talking to the other cons. That was good because glitch hated company with a passion. Though she did like to watch her fellow cons as they scurried around the base obeying their dark master. Yeah like she was afraid of that oaf. She would tell him what she thought about him just as fast as she would tell any other con or bot what she thought of them. That they were all below her and that she had better things to do then to take their orders or fight them though she did love a good fight and she did wish to live. There was a reason she watched others that though. Her other half like to pick victims to attack when they were not looking. Heh that was actually kind of fun. She shook her head now as she heard the sound of another entering her workstation. They were near the door because she could feel their presence. Then they came inside. Oh what did they want now? She turned around and looked at the newcomer with a dark glare. She did not have time for this. “ state your business .” she said in a cold flat tone. They probably could see that she was in no mood for visitors . But at least she chose to talk to them instead of just ignoring them as usual.
Yet another night was being wasted by those who worked in this dark place. For one con though this did not matter. What did matter to her was the fact that she was not pleased with being stuck in some small room typing up some data that she could care less about she was a con of science not a typewriter . So why was she stuck doing this ? Because the other cons were not smart enough to do it she supposed. That was the only reason that she could think of anyhow. So she now leaned back from her workstation to rest her bicolor optics for a second. This was pointless in her mind. She should not be working for the very cons who took her away from her rightful home. She should hate them. But instead she was sort of thankful to them. Now she could serve in the war just like she wanted. Well this was not exactly what she wanted but still it was better then nothing. There was a draw back to this though. The con was stuck living with those who had taken her from her home and made her in to a monster. Enter her other half. The part of her that had started to form when she started to lose her sanity little by little. Gyro hated those around her and often got glitch in to trouble. The young con was used to it though. Just like she was used to working for her captors . Even if she hated then with every fiber of her being.
The con now turned back to her work staring at her data pad every now and again. For the moment she was not going to have to waste her time talking to the other cons. That was good because glitch hated company with a passion. Though she did like to watch her fellow cons as they scurried around the base obeying their dark master. Yeah like she was afraid of that oaf. She would tell him what she thought about him just as fast as she would tell any other con or bot what she thought of them. That they were all below her and that she had better things to do then to take their orders or fight them though she did love a good fight and she did wish to live. There was a reason she watched others that though. Her other half like to pick victims to attack when they were not looking. Heh that was actually kind of fun. She shook her head now as she heard the sound of another entering her workstation. They were near the door because she could feel their presence. Then they came inside. Oh what did they want now? She turned around and looked at the newcomer with a dark glare. She did not have time for this. “ state your business .” she said in a cold flat tone. They probably could see that she was in no mood for visitors . But at least she chose to talk to them instead of just ignoring them as usual.